"I want you too to follow every step I do, exactly or else you'll be hurt. Got it?" The captain was never the type to order us around, even now he was simply asking us to follow him. We both nodded at me and Damon, before the captain started to run in the same direction as Sirius.

The forest was a death trap, even without the Witch Cult, it was far too vast. It was almost impossible to map out due to its size alone. Many people from our town go missing for days because they made the mistake of venturing too far. And often don't return because the forest is infested with Mabeast. Often around every corner waiting to kill some unlucky soul that runs into them. But now that vast forests became a vast fire, one that would be fed by the hundreds of trees. And It spread with nothing to stop it, bouncing from tree to tree. Every branch falling off turned into a fireball which would spread the fire even more. The smoke was suffocating, it was almost impossible to see what's In Front of me.

If we didn't have the captain who navigated through it perfectly. Avoiding each fire and even going through the paths that had the least amount of smoke. We would have been in much more trouble.

It's one of the things that made me respect the captain more. And I couldn't help but wonder while running how he was able to seem to dodge and predict every move.

But that put into question how an injured Sirius managed to get through this on her own?

There was simply no way this fire was planned and even if it was, fire is unpredictable, you couldn't plan its direction especially not when it could spread so far thanks to the trees.

However there was an obvious problem, there was no way of knowing where Sirius was. As we went deeper into the blazing inferno that was once a forest, chains started coming from all directions, while the Captain was able to avoid each one it was impossible to know which direction they were thrown from. We couldn't pin-point Sirius's location at all. Not only that but soon Knifes started being thrown at us as well, Damon and I just couldn't keep up, when we thought we finally cornered her, we heard her awful voice from a different direction. It felt like she was everywhere.

"Captain, we can't keep up!" I screamed, as another knife flew past my face.

"Lysander, can you use your Protection to find them?" The Captain asked, sweat was beating down his face. By far most of the knives and all of the chains were aimed at the Captain, very few were actually aimed towards me and Damon. But even then it was too much for the both of us, we were only holding him back.

"I can't! it's coming from every direction!" I yelled back, my Divine protection gave me a sick feeling every time it sensed one that was morally corrupt I would get a feeling of sickness. This helped me identify which direction that person is, but all it was telling me that I was surrounded.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Damon said stomping on the ground before avoiding another wave of knives, "Captain, I think we might need use my-"

"Absolutely not!" the Captain berated, completely interrupting Damon.

"Do you see any other way out of this?" Damon asked, the Captain grabbed at his hair, "And what? Blow everything up? What about Garrett!" he screamed.

I was completely confused, what could Damon have up his sleeve and why was the captain so against it?

Their conversation was cut short when the chains focused on the captain once more. Forcing him to back away from us, as knives flew in our direction. I managed to deflect a few with my sword but more arrived. I felt some of them penetrate my skin.

My whole body had been pushed to its limit for so long. It felt as though my body was screaming at me to rest.

We needed to find a way to find Sirius, she somehow knew where we were, how else would she be able to attack us with her chains. We were at a massive disadvantage. She knew our exact location, and we had no clue where she was at all.

Even if by dumb luck we could get near her she could always run further away and avoid us completely. How were we supposed to find her?!

[I'll have to use Divine Insight.]

I answered my own question, as if it was common sense.

A Sudden and sharp, stabbing pain shot through my eye, I was forced to shut it. When I reopened it, the pain vanished, but something had changed—I felt like I could see more than before. Looking at my hands I felt like I was seeing through it, I could almost see the ground beneath my hand..

"Lysander!" Damon worriedly shouted, I hadn't even realized I collapsed. "What the hell was that!" Damon asked, before pausing. Examining my eyes "What happened to your eyes!" He exclaimed.

Damon also looked to be transparent to me, but the strangest part to me was when I looked at his chest. In the center of Damon's chest where his heart should be I instead saw a sphere. The sphere was a wild burning red, a cool blue swirled inside the sphere with it relaxing that fire. Glancing at the Captain I saw he too was transparent, a sphere once again where his heart should be. The Captain's sphere was a muted gray, with white streaks that shone through, and a deep blue shade that covered it all. looking down at myself, there was another sphere. It shined a swirling green, with golden streaks breaking through. Yet a shadowy black managed to take a small portion of the sphere but it was beating back the golden Rays, before occasionally popping up once more. A glowing thread was connected to my sphere which spread throughout my body.

"What-" I blurted out, before immediately understanding what I was looking at. As if it was common knowledge, whenever I asked a question the empty gap would automatically be filled, and I'd answer my own question.

"What are those sphere things?" I thought

[The sphere located at our hearts are our souls.]

"What are the threads connected to my soul then!" I thought, slightly panicking.

[The glowing thread is my Divine Protection, the Divine Protection of Equilibrium]

Looking at the Captain again, I saw not glowing threads like mine, but two smaller orbs, one located at his brain, the second was wildly moving throughout his body every time he dodged a knife or deflected the chains. Both were connected to his soul by a glowing vein, which pulsed wildly.

[Divine Protection of Precognition and the Divine protection of Evasion, Precognition warns of any and all attacks that are directed to the Captain, Evasion shows him how to dodge any attack as long as he knows it's coming.]

I was shocked, just how many things can my Divine Protection do? Was I really holding myself back this much?

And even though it seemed like I was answering my own questions in my head. I could instinctively tell, it wasn't me. I had no idea of any of this.

Turning to look at Damon who was helping me up, I saw his soul had pitch black tendrils that would swirl restlessly, some occasionally attempting to stretch before being seemingly pulled back as if it was forced.

"What the hell is that?" I thought, expecting a proper explanation like with the captain, but I was met with only three words.

[Curse of Repulsion]

Getting up, I realized we left the captain completely alone. Despite that he was still fine, untouched. Admittedly I was less impressed now, knowing that it was a Divine Protection allowing him to do something like this, but I knew the simple drawback of his Protections. You'd have to be incredibly agile to even make use of it effectively.

I felt a head splitting headache wash over me, and collapsed once more.

I screamed, grasping my head. My vision was blurred and an overwhelming feeling of needing to vomit came over me, but no matter how I tried I couldn't. My eyes watered, I was struggling to breathe. Bile and blood was completely clogging my throat.

"H...help." I managed to blurt out, before the pain overtook me, I couldn't even think straight.

Then Damon grabbed me, shoving his fingers down my throat, turning me to the side, vomiting. It had temporarily eased the pain.

"Why is this happening!" I thought, another thought answering my question.

[I'm overusing my Divine Protection. My eyes haven't gotten used to looking at the souls of other people. I need to stop using Divine insight by closing my eyes, I'll do the rest.]

I did exactly that, when reopening my eyes, everything was back to normal, I could no longer see through Damon or the Captain. I slowly got up regaining my breath. The way that thought answered my question, it only proved to me more that something else was answering all my questions. My Divine Protection was infinitely more complex then I understood. It was all so confusing.

"Are you alright now?" Damon asked, turning me back over. I managed to stand up, I was feeling fine at least compared to before.

I completely forgot about everything, this Divine Protection thing completely distracted me.

"The Captain has their focus on him completely, but we need to find a way to kill Sirius or else he's going to run out of Stamina first." Damon answered, he must have noticed my confused look, what he said was true. The chains and knives have completely stopped being thrown at us, instead it was all focused at the Captain. He was moving so fast I couldn't keep up, yet I could tell he was slowing down.

I took a long breath, I didn't want to do this especially directly right after I was told I overused it. But it was the only way to locate Sirius. If we could find where she was, there was no doubt in my mind that the Captain would be able to catch up and finish her, then do the same to the Cultist.

I closed my eyes, before reopening again, looking past the Captain and Damon and into the burning forest. I saw many Souls, however, they were all virtually the same. instead of shining they were the exact opposite, pitch black. The only difference was it appeared some of them had Chains wrapped around them. One stood out from the rest however, which constantly moved about. This soul was not perfectly spherical but jagged, with a fire that was deep crimson which raged brightly. That ever so familiar sick feeling creepy up again. Slightly below the soul seemed to be chains, these chains were the same ones that wrapped around some of the Cultist's soul.

"Chains?" I asked.

[Authority of Wrath] an immediate answer.

"Found you!" I yelled, "Damon!" I shouted, before running as fast as I could towards Sirius.

We had to leave the Captain behind, if Sirius focused the chains on me or Damon a repeat of our previous fights with her would occur.

I ran towards her, as fast as I could. But my body was too exhausted. I was confident in my speed, as a guard we were more fit than an average person. And after that fight with that Crimson knight, I was certain with the help of my protection I could surpass the Captain's speed at least. But my bodies exhausted affected me to the point where my walking and running was virtually the same. It felt like I was being weighed down.

I was holding them back, Damon and the Captain too. I saw her soul, etching ever further away. My legs gave in and I fell to the ground. The headache from using Divine insight was creeping in, also forcing me to turn it off.

"I..I-I can't!" I said, slamming my hand into the ground. I wanted to apologize to Damon. The names he constantly berated with me weren't wrong at all. It was all true, every last thing. I couldn't even speak more, my throat felt like it was clogging as I gasped for air. I felt the sweat fall from my face and wet the ground beneath me.

I heard a loud chuckle, turning my head, I saw it was Damon. I could see him rubbing tears from his eyes. I clenched my fist, I started to actually grow angry even now he was mocking me.

But as he continued to laugh, I felt rage boiling over. I wanted to slap that stupid grin off his face. But when I lifted my hands up it felt it was being weighed down by hundreds of pounds. After rubbing the tears from his eyes he knelt down before gently placing his hand over my legs. A warm feeling ran through them, as the area started to glow a blue. I tried propping myself back up but Damon gently pushed me back down.

"You reopened the wounds on your legs. It's a wonder you could even move at all." Damon said, before going back to healing.

"You shouldn't get back up just yet." He commanded, before suddenly feeling something trickle down his mouth, he quickly wiped it before looking at his hand.

It was blood.

"Damon!" I said trying to move his hand away so he would stop the healing.

"Relax, just a little mana-overuse. Nothing I can't handle. You, on the other hand, need to rest." He said, rubbing his hand on the ground to clean the blood off. He only ended up replacing the blood with dirt.

"How else are we going to get her, only I can find her!" I said, I knew I wouldn't be able to catch up to her. But what other choice do we have?

He sighed, stretching.

"Of course I'd have to carry your sorry butt," he muttered, standing up. With a surprising gentleness, he lifted me, settling me carefully on his back.

"Wah- What are you doing!" I yelled mostly out of embarrassment. "Calm down." Damon said before continuing,

"Look, I have no idea why your eyes look like that, or how you even know where that bitch is." He explained, slightly wobbling while trying to get used to the added weight on his back. "Hell, you could have no idea where she is at all for all I know." He said, when it hit me. Damon has just been blindly trusting I knew where she was, as far as he knew I had no way of finding her. But follow me anyway.

"You starting to get it? I'm sticking my neck out for you because I trust you. I can be a arse sometimes, but.." He said, pausing a moment. Despite being unable to see his face I could feel him heating up of embarrassment. "I wouldn't do that if I didn't care for you Lysander." He said, finally standing straight.

"So you going off and tryna do this all on your own is pissing me off!" He exclaimed, almost dropping me in the process.

The whole time I saw Damon's soul, the fire seemed to flicker and reach toward my soul, as if being drawn in.

[Friendship can even be seen affecting the soul.]

I didn't even ask a question this time but I was once again immediately answered. I looked at Damon who was still holding me on his back, he was completely silent waiting for me to respond, his face was still heated.

I started to laugh uncontrollably. This time it was Damon who was getting mad.

"HEY! I can drop you, y'know you stupid rookie!" He yelled in embarrassment. I wiped the tears from my eyes and held onto his back.

"Thanks.. Damon." I said slightly embarrassing myself in the process. He stopped screaming, and even though I couldn't see his face I had a feeling he was smiling. I never thought I'd ever say thanks to Damon once, never mind two times in one day. And actually mean it, perhaps this whole thing has driven me just a little insane.

"Alright Magic eyes, show us the way." Damon said, readying himself.

I closed my eyes, activating Divine insight once more. There I saw a single jagged soul, rapidly moving far away.

"Straight!" I yelled, Damon automatically started to move. I felt the wind brush past me as he started to move.

Damon was much faster than I imagined, even while holding me on his back. I continued to shout which direction to go. Unlike the Captain we couldn't avoid flames. It prevented us from going forward, every time Damon tried, he was forced to jump back as another flaming tree branch fell.

But the worst part hadn't even come yet, as Sirius's jagged soul stopped moving. Then the Crimson fire contained in her soul started to pulsate like a beating heart.

[I need to move.]

"Damon! Move!" I yelled, Damon jumped back in response, as a chain crashed down lodging it into the ground we were standing on a moment before.

"Would you stop doing impressive things, I still haven't caught up!" Damon complimented. Although I had the feeling he was being sarcastic, he seemed genuinely impressed that I had predicted her.

But I was far too caught in my own thoughts to care. Although that warning felt like it came from myself. It feels more like another person or thing is in my head warning me, there was no way for me to have known Sirius was getting ready to attack.

"What are you?" I thought, as expected, I answered my own question once more.

[I am Lysander Vale.]

I was disappointed with the answer, but I couldn't focus on that now, I needed to know how "I" was able to tell when to dodge.

"How did you know when to move?" I thought.

[A person's soul shows everything about them. It can tell plenty of things, like when someone is going to attack or how.]

The chain ripped out of the ground bringing chunks of dirt with it.

Once again her soul started to pulsate once more. It became obvious that she was going to attack, but I couldn't tell where it was coming, or even when I just knew she would.

[Right]

"Right!" I screamed, Damon responded in kind as we managed to avoid the chains once more. "Damon, move forward! I'll tell you when to move." I yelled, and Damon did as told.

We were once again making progress, I'd be warned what to do and then relay that to Damon. However I had failed to consider that my Divine protection could do nothing to help us when It came to the falling debris.

We were able to hold on but we weren't able to push forward. Worse, I felt something drip from my eyes like tears and land on my hand. My vision became blurred and all I could see was a red haze. It felt like my eyes were inflated, like they've been filled with liquid.

[I'm overextending my eyes, I need to stop or i'll risk being blind.]

I covered my eyes, it became painfully apparent that they were filled with blood. The blood poured onto my hand eventually spilling onto Damon's back.

"Damnit!" I yelled, If I wasn't able to see I wouldn't be able to warn about Sirius. I would just be deadweight.

"Damon!" I started to scream, but he immediately interrupted. "Not happening!" He said with an even louder yell. All the while as a chain flew past his hair and took a cut of his hair with it.

I was going to suggest that he'd leave me. There would be zero point in carrying me if I couldn't help.

I felt my body jerk, Damon continued to carry me, all the while dodging Sirius.

There was only one way for me to close the distance that I could think of.

[My body is far too injured, using Limit break again would paralyze me.]

My idea was to activate whatever power I used against the Crimson knight. Which was supposedly called limit break; but the idea was immediately shot down.

"What if I tried to use it in a short burst?" I thought.

[...]

[I cannot advise myself to do such a thing. But, limit breaks allow me to do things far beyond my limit. The further I go, the more the cost I'd have to pay.]

[As long as I don't go too far beyond the damage, it should not be as costly.]

"Thank you. It's because I have something to tell me all this that I've been able to help Damon with. It'd be impossible for me to find out the intricate details of my Divine protection alone." I thought

[I'm thanking myself.]

If I was able to roll my eyes I would.

I tried opening my eyes, Just long enough for me to see where she was before closing them. I felt my eyes going back to normal. Before pointing to where she was.

I couldn't risk using it immediately, I wanted the cost for whatever I was about to do to be as minimal as possible.

"Throw me." I said, keeping my eyes closed.

I was suddenly jolted upwards, as Damon grabbed me by my feet, spinning to gain momentum.

"Wait! You aren't even gonna question me! Shouldn't you be against this!" I said, opening my eyes slightly without even realizing.

Damon wore the biggest shit-eating grin I'd ever seen right before he tossed me.

I was flung straight forward, managing to meet the distance between Sirius and me halfway. Before colliding into a tree with a loud thud.

I couldn't even feel the pain as I readied myself for what I was about to do. I didn't want to risk injuring my legs anymore, so I propped myself up with the tree. I pushed myself off of it with as much power. A warm and energizing feeling washed over my arms. Almost exactly like when I fought the knight, but much shorter and even less strength comparatively.

Launching myself far enough to cover the remaining distance and crashing into Sirius. She was caught completely off-guard as we both came tumbling down. We were in a small alley, with two walls of fire blocking our sides.

She quickly managed to wrestle her way on top of me and started to strangle me. I unsheathed my sword and lodged it into the side of her throat with all the strength I could muster. But my arms went limp, letting go of the sword only the top section managing to lodge into her neck.

"Seriously, now!?" I screamed as I was grabbed before being slammed onto the ground, a loud thud rang out. Before being hit by a ferocious kick to my side flinging me into a nearby tree. I quickly pivoted off it to avoid the fire spreading onto me.

But I felt the chill of cold metal wrap around my waist as I was lifted and slammed into the ground repeatedly. Just when I thought it was over dark flames started to edge itself towards me starting from her hands and spreading onto the chain. Pulling at the chain I managed to push it off of me, the fire narrowly missing me.

She pulled the sword out of her neck. And she gently placed it on the ground. And by seemingly nothing at all, it started to be dragged by the hilt. Before it could escape though I ran by Sirius and managed to grab it by the blade. Making sure not to injure myself. An almost instantaneous tug of war began, I managed to win, before grabbing the sword, as I felt something lodge into my back.

I yelled in pain as I pulled the metal hook out of my back, turning to face her. I was sure of it, the Captain had cleanly cut her hand off yet here she was now, perfectly fine. As if she was never in a fight at all. Excluding the recent wound from her neck which was dirty, her torn purple and white outfit stained it in red. The only proof that remains of her battles before.

"All of you scum! You Ingrate Parasites! Who ruined my beloved's carefully picked clothes! Now you have the gall to touch the sword he worked so hard on making!" She yelled as carefully flicked her hands, causing the chains to launch forward. I managed to meet them head on, slashing at them reflected them.

Rushing forward I slashed downwards, Sirius stepping to the side to avoid it, this time changing up my tactic. I aimed for her hands, but her chains quickly wrapped around them, as my sword harmlessly bounced off. Not even a second later, she punched me in the stomach. Involuntarily coughing blood pulled as she pulled her arm back this time aiming for my face. I jumped back, only to get caught in a tangle of chains falling backwards onto the floor.

I looked up, as I saw her walk towards me. Her face was full of disgust and rage.

"Get away from him!" I heard a shout coming from behind Sirius before a sword lodged in her arm. Taking my chance I got up and stabbed her through the chest, doing my best to aim for the heart before kicking her away. She screamed in pain, as I untangled the chains wrapped around my legs. As Damon proceeds to grab the chains before throwing them and forcibly wrapping them around Sirius.

"Give me something strong!" Damon shouted, Sirius was attempting to escape from the Chains and she had almost completely escaped. Suddenly what I could only describe as little red spheres surrounded Sirius and Damon.

"Come on! Is that all!" Damon said in dissatisfaction.

"Lesser spirits! Is Damon a spirit-user?!" I exclaimed internally. As he suddenly pulled on the Sirius chains bringing her towards him, almost hiding behind her as all the lesser spirits unleashed a volley of fire.

A blood-curdling scream came from her mouth, it was so loud I felt the need to cover my ears. As she fell to the ground, limp. But before either of us could react Sirius was suddenly lifted up off the ground and dragged just like my sword had been. Something was trying to help her to escape.

I jumped up, managing to grab onto her leg. Planting my foot into the ground I pulled back with all my might. Unlike with the sword, the force that was pulling Sirius away was inhuman, even as Damon joined in, grabbed onto me and pulled me. We were at a stalemate, neither side was making any ground. I tried to see what was even pulling her but there was nothing there. The stalemate came to an end as we were forced to let go as the lesser spirits started another volley this time aimed at Damon.

"Damon what are you doing!" I screamed, as the lesser spirits started to dissipate but not before unleashing another volley of magic towards the both of us. We managed to jump out of the way once more.

While catching my breath I angrily punched the ground, my knuckles quickly started to bleed as it did.

"We were so close! Why did your spirits start to attack us!" I said, unconsciously glaring at Damon as I did. He shook his head, looking down at the ground, tightly clenching his fist. I stopped berating him, and immediately stopped trying to ask him about the Spirits. He was obviously as angry as I was, there was no point of screaming at him.

I got up and started to run forward. There was only one way for her to go. And this time she was knocked unconscious. If we were to run forward perhaps we'd be able to catch up, or at least try to find whatever had helped her escape.

Arriving clearly which formed a perfect circle. The fire had yet to reach this part of the forest. It seemed almost calm. At the opposite side of the clearing was a young man. The boy was laying back on one of the trees. He had unruly black hair that fell over his face, casting shadows over his features. Yet I could still see his eyes that were terribly menacing despite the fact the boy was in clear pain. Parts of his leg had been smashed and twisted in abnormal ways. Holes and cuts riddled the poor boy's body, his clothes which looked to be made to travel were covered in blood and dirt. A massive section of his body

I continued to stare at the boy, even as Damon arrived standing beside me. He too seemed to stare at the boy.

"Please.. help!" The boy said, a sickly weak voice. He tried to lift himself only to fall back weakly.

I stepped forward before stopping myself, this scenario was almost identical to the one when Garret was attacked. I jumped back, and took out my sword aiming it at the boy.

"Damon!" I yelled, trying to warn him to stay away from the boy. But he continued to stare. I never let my focus slip away from the boy, yet nothing happened. There was no surprise attack, no ambush. The boy seemed to look at me pitifully asking for help.

"Have I gotten so paranoid I thought an injured civilian was a witch cultist?" I thought. A pang of guilt washed over me, sharp and unrelenting, cutting deeper than any wound. I could barely stand to look at him, every movement he took another reminder of the twisted agony he was enduring. Why did I wait? Why did I hesitate when he so clearly needed saving? Was I so cowardly, so self-centered to ignore the request of a boy in pain? I felt something hot and wet on my face and realized I was crying. I didn't have the luxury of wiping the tears away, didn't even have time to steady myself.

I fell down crying as tears fell from my face uncontrollably. Then, a sharp thought cut through my despair, searing its way into my mind.

[I'm being affected by the Authority of Wrath! I need to look away before it consumes me even more!]

A thought forcibly entered my head, even when I did something so horribly wrong. I was still trying to convince myself it wasn't my fault. But the fault of Sirius, a stupid idea.

[I need to... I can cut the connect-]

The thought was cut off, slowly getting quieter and quieter until it became incomprehensible and I could no longer hear it. I looked towards Damon who was in the same sorry state as me. He was equally guilty as me. It felt as though our guilt was being multiplied, I felt as though we were both connected. Connected in guilt.

I felt something grab me, and felt a sharp slap to my face. Before I was shaken wildly as if somebody was trying to wake me. Shaking my head, I saw the Captain.

"What the hell Happened Lysander! What are you and Damon doing!" He asked me a concern covering his face.

[I need to cut the connection! Damon is still under its effects!]

I turned to look at Damon, he was sobbing loudly.

I closed my eyes, before opening them again. I saw Damon's soul, it was the same as it had been before, except for one difference. Just like the other cultists. Chains coming somewhere from behind the boy linked up to Damon's soul. It had wrapped around it dimming the light radiating from it. Damon stood up walking to the boy, his arms out, as if trying to comfort him. I ran towards Damon, bringing my sword down at the chains. They split apart, falling to the ground before dissipating. To any onlookers it'd appear like I just slashed at nothing but air.

I heard a thud. I quickly turned towards Damon, to my horror on the floor. I couldn't believe my eyes. I turned back towards the boy, confirming my suspicion.

The same injuries the boy had previously were all gone, yet Damon had those same identical injuries. Only Damon's right legs were left intact, and the boy's right leg was still brutally broken.

"My acting was convincing!" The boy exclaimed a bright cheering smile on his face contrasting with his disturbing eyes.

I aimed my sword towards him, "What did you do to him!" I yelled angrily, like venom spitting from his mouth.

"I merely offered him a chance to help me. To so passionately take the pain away from someone, with no hesitation! The pain, the wounds—they're meant to be shared! That is love! Love! Love! Love!" The man passionately screamed to the sky, his arms raised high above him.

Before bringing them down, placing it on his chin, "Is it? It is. It definitely is ~tsu!" The man confirmed to himself before laughing. "Hmph, but it looks like he caught on near the end." He said disappointed staring at his still broken right leg.

I stared at him, my hand clenching my sword so tight I felt the blood in my hands. I took a step forward, but I was suddenly pulled back it was the Captain. A moment later the spot I was standing on was crushed as if something massive stepped on it leaving a massive hole.

"You can see it? My unseen hand?- Oh what am I doing! Forgive me. I hadn't even introduced myself! I can't stand that, you agree no? At least I can do that much. Apologize when I've done something wrong. The people who can commit such obscenities and then go on as if it was a matter of course. Violating peoples rights trampling on them and leaving them thoroughly destroyed. I can't stand those kinds of people!" The man said, rubbing the back of his head with feigned embarrassment.

"Sin Archbishop of the Witches Cult representing a multitude of sins! Subaru Natsuki!" Subaru said with one last smile aimed at the two of us.

"Do try and not forget it."